Every now and then I have this very short-lived strange feeling of being completely lost. My gaze is fixed at some point in this moment and I feel I am traveling backward in a space that I have never experienced before. And, by space I don’t mean the space we live in, but an entirely different kind of imaginary space. In this moment, I don’t think; thoughts don’t crop up. As, I travel backwards, I start to feel the futility of my existence. As I travel backwards, I unlearn whatever I have known, forget whatever it is that I have in my memory. My mind, at this point of time is a clean slate. I become aware of myself and question my own existence. Not that I actually question my existence; as I mentioned before, I don’t think, I am a clean slate. I feel the question.

P.S. — The above experience wasn’t induced by any kind of drug

One clap, two clap, three clap, forty?

By clapping more or less, you can signal to us which stories really stand out.